"…Thanks and have a good night!" Rachel grins as the crowed hoops and holler. The band has just closed the last show of their weeklong tour.

While Rachel is sad that the tour has ended, she's excited about the future. The tour did exactly what they had hoped it would do. The band has gained more of a fan base and they have been approached by studios and management teams looking to sign new artists.

The tour was great but Rachel is excited to be returning back to the city and getting out of that smelly cramped van that she's been sharing with four guys. She loves her band mates but space and organization is something she is defiantly in need of.

"It's party time!" Rachel giggles and slaps at Puck, her band mate and one of her closes friends, arm as he picks her up bridle style and carry her off of the stage.

"Put me down you goof." Puck drops her down onto the couch in the VIP area where the rest of the band members have gathered to celebrate a successful trip. "Okay…" Rachel claps, trying to get the attention of all the guys. She only continues when all eyes are on her. "I want to hit the road by at least ten, so please don't hit the liquor too hard tonight.

"But Rach," Aaron, the band's drummer, pouts. "You're no fun."

"Shut up, loser." Tommy, their keyboardist, joins the conversation. "Eric and I agree with Rach. I'm trying to get home as soon as possible. I still have a nine to five to get back to."

"Fine. " Puck huffs. "Aaron and I will get fucked up by ourselves tonight and the rest of you guys are on driving duty tomorrow. We will take over after that."

Rachel rolls her eyes but nods anyway and follows Eric to the bar. Eric plays the guitar and also is male lead singer on the songs that Puck isn't. Rachel met him a few years ago at a karaoke bar. It was back when Rachel and Puck was only a two person act. It was after Rachel watched Eric perform that she wanted to start a band. So she befriend him and three years later here they are.

Rachel and Eric always have at least one drink with each other after each show. It's kind of their thing. Puck and Aaron likes to get drunk and find girls to sleep with, Tommy likes to network and try to sell the bands CD's, while Eric and Rachel go sip at the bar and go along with whatever the night has to offer them.

Rachel is downing her third drink when her phone rings. Eric raises an eyebrow when Rachel just looks at the screen, frowns and then turns her phone off.

"What's that about?" Eric chuckles when Rachel huffs and shoves the phone into her purse.

"Can we not talk about it?" Rachel calls the bartender back over and orders a long island.

"Okay."Eric nods and takes a sip of his own drink of choice. Usually when Rachel says she's not going to talk about something….she does. Just give her a few minutes and she'll open up.

"I really messed up last night, E." Rachel sighs. "I called Santana last night."

Eric doesn't need to know more than that. Eric remembers putting a drunken Rachel to bed. While Eric had a few drinks last night, Rachel and the rest of the band partied hard. Their hotel rooms looked a mess, but Rachel made sure they cleaned everything up before they left.

"How bad?" Eric probs. "What did you say?" Pause. "What did she say?"Eric knows all about Rachel's situation with Santana.

After that first couple of nights of the tour when Rachel and Santana shared that awkward text conversation, Rachel needed someone to talk to. She couldn't call Marley because her sister was still freaking out about school at the time and Rachel just didn't think Marley would understand.

So she sought out Eric. Eric has been an amazing friend since they met. He is also a great listener, unlike her best friend, Puck, who is not. Just like Marley, Puck has knows too much about Rachel history to ever just be able to be a silent listener. She needed someone who wouldn't judge her. She found that in Eric.

So she told Eric all about her situation with Santana.

"I told her that I miss her and couldn't wait to see her." Rachel recalls her phone call with Santana last night.

Eric frowns, "How is that a bad thing?"He figured that all girls liked to know when they are missed.

"I was drunk, E. Who knows what else I said." Rachel sighs. "I might have messed things up more then what they were."

Eric pushes he drink to the side and move closer to Rachel. For the three years that he has known her, he has never seen Rachel so tore up over some girl she was messing with. Most of the time Rachel is so calm and in charge of her emotions. But this Santana character…this girl has Rachel all over the place.

"Relax." He stands next to Rachel chair and pull her into a one arm hug. "Let's just see what happens when you get back."

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"Mommy, Auntie Tana won't play with me!" Santana sighs at the sound of Beth's broken voice. Beth just asked her to play with her dolls until bed time but Santana had to decline. Rachel's been back in town for almost a whole day and Santana has yet to call…text or go see her. So she decided that she would stop by the little brunette's apartment before she went home.

"Oh baby," Quinn bends down next to her pouting daughter. "Auntie Tana's tired. She's played with you all day. She needs to rest and then go do some grown up stuff. Mommy will play dolls with you."

Beth eyes light up when her mom says she will play with her. Quinn has been gone most of the day and even thought Beth had Santana there to play with, the little girl still missed her mother.

Santana was glad to babysit Beth because it helped distract her from thinking about Rachel and why the singer hadn't texted or called her.

"Okay. Can we play now?!" Beth tugs on her mother's shirt.

Quinn laughs and stands back up with Beth in her arms. "Right after we walk your aunt to her car."

"Tana get me." Beth pushes away from her mother's chest and stretches her arms out for Santana to take her from Quinn's arms. "You come play tomorrow?" Beth questions once she's in Santana arms.

"Sure brat."

Once they are outside, Quinn and Beth take turns kissing Santana's cheek and giving her a big hug before Santana get's into her truck. "Good night girls." Santana doesn't pull off until the blondes are back into their house.

Santana stands outside of Rachel's apartment door for almost five minutes before gathering up her nerves and knocking on the door.

It only takes a few seconds before Rachel is standing in front of her. "Santana?" Rachel actually looks surprised to see her.

"Um…hey." Santana pats her little handbag against her thigh.

"Santana I…" Rachel doesn't know what to say. Instead she just leans against the door frame. "Do you…" Before Rachel can finish her sentence, Santana hears a female call out to Rachel, asking who was at the door.

"You have company?" Santana takes a step back with a frown on her face.

"My sister," Rachel is quick to say. "Marley's here."

"Oh," Santana pushes all of her jealousy thoughts to the back of her head.

"Do you," Rachel clears her throat. She and Santana never before had such a hard time speaking before. "Would you like to come in?" She pulls the door more open as she asks.

"I don't want to interrupt." Santana lies.

Truth is that even though she has already met Marley, she's still not ready to sit down and have a full conversation with any of Rachel's family or friends.

"Okay." Santana watches as Rachel shoulders start to sag after she declines the offer to come in.

"Rachel!" The next thing Santana knows, Rachel is being pushed out the way and Marley is standing in her place. "Oh…hey!" Marley grins at Santana. "Why are you guys standing in the hall?"

"I just stopped by to say hi to your sister." Santana says when Rachel doesn't speak up.

"Come in. We were about to watch a movie. I totally don't mind being a third wheel." Marley chirps. "You like movies right?"

"Mar!" Rachel shoves Marley out of the way when she sees the uncomfortable look on Santana's face. "She can't stay. Go make us some popcorn and I'll be in shortly."Rachel gives Marley I final look and the younger sister smiles at Santana before ducking back into the apartment.

When Marley moves out of the way, Rachel moves out into the hallway and closes the door behind her. Don't want Marley listening in on their conversation.

"Sorry." Rachel leans back against the wall to the left of the apartment door.

"It's cool." Santana shrugs.

"Look," Rachel starts. She's tired of walking on eggshells. The awkwardness is going to kill her. "I know you don't want to…" Another pause. "I meant what I said when I called you. Yes I was drunk when I said it but I really did mean it, so I'm not going to apologize just because you're comfortable with it."

"Who said it makes me uncomfortable." Santana argues.

"Um…I don't know. Maybe it's the way you haven't texted me or you seem so unsure if you even want to be here right now."

Santana shakes her head and smile. Rachel loves calling her out on her bullshit. "I don't want to have family time with your sister."

"I never asked you to."

"Marley nice but…"

"You're not ready." Rachel nods. "I get that. I understand."

"Do you?" Santana takes a step forward. "You said you missed me Rachel."

"Because I did, I do." Rachel sighs. "I know you don't want a relationship but…I can't just turn my feelings off, Santana."

"I know." They stay silent for a couple of more minutes before Santana steps forward and pull Rachel into her arms. "I missed you too."

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"I think we should do these two," Rachel pushes some sheet music into the middle of the table the band members are standing around. "and this." Another paper joins the pile.

"I don't know …this is a big gig. Shouldn't we pull out all of our best, not just covers?" Aaron frowns at the pile of papers.

Rachel sighs. Today's band practice has consisted of them arguing over what songs to perform at an event they were invited to. Rachel is usually so into her music and anything that has to do with the band, but today she has had enough. They sound amazing no matter what songs they choose and if she's honest, her mind is elsewhere.

Rachel and Santana said goodnight after Santana gave her a hug and told Rachel she missed her as well. They didn't talk for the rest of the night but when she woke up this next morning, she had a text from Santana asking her to call her when she's not busy so they can hang out. And so far, Rachel has been busy all day.

Her day started off with visiting her parents. Her mom and dad spent all morning asking her about the tour and her personal life. And then she had lunch with Marley before heading over to Aaron's for band practice. Practice was only suppose to be for an hour but they have been arguing for two.

She's so over it now.

"Look you guys can pick the set. Just let me know and I'll be fine with whatever you pick." Rachel grabs her purse and makes to leave.

At first all the guys are too shocked to move or say anything. Never ever has Rachel not been a part of the final decision when it comes to anything related to the band. She's always has to argue her point or know every single detail.

"Um…are you okay?" Tommy punches Puck in the arm when he asks his best friend that question.

"Shut up and just let her go, dude." Tommy shakes his head at Puck then smile and wave at Rachel.

"Bye guys."

Rachel dials Santana number once she is already in a cab on her way back to her apartment.

"Sup." Santana greets her.

"So….I'm on my way home and would really like some company."

Rachel can hear a little girl in the background asking Santana about who is on the phone. Santana says a friend and then Rachel hears laughing. "Hey…um can I call you back. Quinn went to the store and I'm watching Beth right now. She doesn't like when she doesn't have my full attention." Rachel sighs. Neither does she. But Santana doesn't seem to understand that.

"Um…sure." Rachel says disappoint. She really thought that Santana would get over whatever she's going through and come hangout with her. Even if it's just sex. Rachel will take what she can get.

"Don't sound so sad." Santana laughs. "I'll come over in a little."

"Okay." Hope springs back into Rachel's voice.

Santana does show up an hour later and they waste no time in undressing each other. It's not until almost one in the morning when Santana is reaching for her jeans that Rachel realizes that they haven't actually talked. They really need to talk.

"Are you leaving?" Rachel asks while watching Santana pull on her jeans.

"I have an early morning."Santana says without looking at her.

"Is this the last time I'm going to see you?" Rachel is really afraid of this answer. The way Santana was kissing and touching her made her feel like what they was doing wasn't going to happen again. Santana didn't even make any stupid jokes like she usually do when they are having sex. And now she won't even look at Rachel.

"Don't be silly." Santana roll her eyes. "Pass me my shirt."

Santana stretches out a hand to grab the shirt but Rachel throws it at her. "Seriously," Santana lets the shirt drop to the floor. "Get out of your fucking feelings."

"Are you trying to make me cry?" Rachel doesn't know what's wrong with her. She hasn't acted this way over anyone since her high school girlfriend, Amanda. Rachel had really thought Amanda was going to be the person she spent the rest of her life with. No other girl could bring out her emotions like Amanda could. Rachel wouldn't even think about letting someone she went with see her cry….well until now. Santana just has a way of pulling every emotion out of her.

The funny thing is that this wouldn't be the first time Rachel has cried in front of Santana. A few months ago they were arguing over something stupid but Santana said something to upset Rachel and Rachel busted out in tears. She should have known then that she had deeper feelings for Santana.

Santana sits down at the foot of the bed. "Go to dinner with me?" She looks over her shoulder at Rachel.

"What?"

"I don't want to quit seeing you." Santana starts. "I might not be ready to make anything official but I don't want to end things either."

"Okay?" Rachel is confused.

"Just…don't…let's just start with dinner."

"Okay."

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